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Lost
Mirrored eyes behold a face unknown.
Tracing each line etched upon a weathered brow.
A lifetime of memories that no longer speak.
Lost inside of a person that is no longer me.
I don’t recognize you.
Who are you to me?
I watch you as you watch me
Sometimes I think I can remember,
and then ……Who are you?
For Matt Caliri's Contest: Mirror
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